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Leftovers

Leftovers - Download * Use * Share

A trans-Pacific cooperation at it's best. Josh (Entheogenic Psychonaught) asked me if I was interested in working on a project together. I had a basic idea that he transformed with his amazing drum, bass, organ and guitar wizardry into what you can hear. Many thanks to Josh for giving me this opportunity and for all of his time spent on this. 
It's quite amazing what can be achieved through modern technology. I never imagined being able to work with someone on the other side of the world on a music project and that someone other than my family might hear the result (showing my age here).

Far & Wide

Far and Wide (Collab with Entheogenic Psychonaught)

Thanks to Andre for his open collab project [noxpox(page10)] the brilliant 'German Beats'.

https://soundcloud.com/noxpox-page10/sets/noxpox-german-beats-open?si=dbefcfa91d1f4627bab63e1fae97650f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I've gone for sax trio / flute duo accompaniments:
0-2 mins flutes
2-4 mins saxes
4-6 mins flutes
6-8 mins saxes
8-13 mins sax/flute quintet

Photo - Stein am Rhein (good for busking?) c/o Pinterest.

German Street Beats [Busker Mix] - noxpox | WBE

Rather than follow the traditional path for this classic Christmas song we decided to change the words just a bit so the story is quicker paced than usual and told in the present tense. The message is eternal and unchanging and we hope our acoustic folk version will express it as well as any other version has for generations. Wishing everyone a very joyful Christmas 2022! 

We also did a music video with Nat & performing this song: https://youtu.be/Qwd9lq5Wkeo

Written, Performed and Produced by: Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: acoustic guitar and vocals
Nat Daniels: keyboards, vocals and production
Copyright 2022 Daniels & Durgy * Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:  Noel (adapted from the traditional The First Noel)

On the first Noel 
Shepherds see a great star
That is guiding three wise men 
From countries afar.
And onto the earth 
Shines this glorious light
Over Bethlehem where the 
Newborn King lies

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Following the Holy light, 
To a stable they come
And there lies dear Jesus, 
God’s only son
Falling to their knees, 
With a gift they each bare 
Humbly looking upon the Lord’s 
Gift lying there

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Come farmers and statesmen, 
Come rich and come poor
Praise the gift of Christ Jesus, 
From our heavenly Lord.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel! 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Noel

Pleasant Ghostly Encounter

Lady of Fire Original Music and Poetry

(vintage)Omnichord- Tanisha
Vocals-Tanisha

Remember Me

Inside I am a 
raging inferno

no one sees it

I fool them with
My undercover
Breath

I could be satiated by
this raining madness

Remember me

the woman who
speaks in
fragments of 
the moon

showing mercy
with the tongue of 
ancient reeds

Water meeting fire
in my throat

Remember Me

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE


HE’S A SPIRITUAL MAN IN A MATERIAL WORLD
LA VIE A SON PRIX ASTRONOMIQUE
HE CAN’T STAND A SNIPE BUT LOVES ANY BLUEBIRD
LE CIEL EST ORNITHOLOGIQUE
C’EST LOGIQUE 
MAIS ERIC
EST JUSTE UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE DOESN’T CARE FOR DOUGH 
AND DOESN’T GO FOR  BLING BLING
IL SE MOQUE DE GAGNER DES BRIQUES
THE SPEEDIEST OF QUAKERS WITH NO SOCIAL STANDING
NON SA CAROTTE N’EST PAS LE FRIC
C’EST LOGIQUE
CAR ERIC 
IL MET LES VOILES SUR SON BRICK
YES ERIC
C’EST JUSTE UN MEC FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE’S A SMOOTH NAVIGATOR
A LEGENDARY CHRISTMAS CAKE MAKER

 
CAR ERIC
IL MET SES PAROLES EN MUSIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE WILL JUMP ON ANY BOAT COS HE CAN’T STAND THE BEACH
AIN’T THAT TYPIQUE OF ERIC
SO YOU CAN ASK MCGURK LE STUMBLE OR DOBSER
THEY’LL TELL YOU WHAT KIND OF MAGIC
IT’S A KIND OF MAGIC


FÉERIC
MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
POÉTIQUE ERIC
SOMETIMES ÉROTIQUE
FANTASMAGORIC ERIC

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE (Lyrics) Song for Eric

My first mutual interview after meeting with my Roland Go:Keys in a semi private place.

Good Boys Learn Fudge And Eat Scales

Now what may foeman's malice do to harm us? What, O Immortal, mortal man's deception?
Absorbed into the heart, be sweet, O Indu, as a kind father to his son, O Soma,
As a wise Friend to friend: do thou, wide-ruler, O Soma, lengthen out our days for living.
These glorious drops that give me freedom have I drunk.
Closely they knit my joints as straps secure a chariot.

Let them protect my foot from slipping on the way: yea,
let the drops I drink preserve me from disease.
Make me shine bright like fire produced by friction:
give us a clearer sight and make us better.

Our maladies have lost their strength and vanished: they feared, and passed away into the darkness.
Soma hath risen in us, exceeding mighty, and we are come where men prolong existence.
Fathers, that Indu which our hearts have drunken, Immortal in himself, hath entered mortals.
So let us serve this Soma with oblation, and rest securely in his grace and favor.
Associate with the Fathers thou, O Soma, hast spread thyself abroad through earth and heaven.

Rig Veda HYMN XLVIII. Soma.

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Lyrics:

Deep under the mountain, the mechanical birth
Kissed by the sky, touched by the Earth
Emerging from the darkness to hold back the waters with a snake...

Drawn from the stone, forged in the flame
Hammered at the anvil and tempered by the rain
Points for the arrows to penetrate the scales of a snake...
To penetrate the scales of the snake

We sought the protector, we sipped of the nectar
We've gone to the light where we all live forever
We've gone to the Gods – what use are enemies now?
Oh, what use are enemies now?

These artifacts of war will outlast us all
In the past where we've flown, in the future we crawl
Back into the womb, what could they take from us now?
Oh, what could they take from us now?

Rustling in the reeds around the lake
Whispers of the law we never break
Oh, the many hammer strokes upon the stake
Eye of bat, tongue of newt, wing of snake
There is only the law.....

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Drums, cymbals, assorted cookie sheets, rubbermaid 50 gallon trash can full of empty aluminum cans (the can can), keyboard/synths, marching, thunder can, misc percussion – R Thomas

Guitars, bass, string arrangements, assorted cookie sheets, rain stick, samples, broken zither, vocals, marching, programming, lyrics, artwork – PS Perkins

Marching, assorted cookie sheets – Sabin Thomas

Mixed and mastered by PS Perkins and R Thomas

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Smith

The title "Ballad for Alma" reminded me of an episode in the Book of Mormon, where the son of a presiding high priest went among the people, telling them to disbelief his father. Here I imagined what could be the father thoughts, with a small meditation on the nature of hope, faith, and charity.

BALLAD FOR ALMA

No one wants to be alone,
either in bliss or sorrow.
Angels above invite.
Demons from hell entice.

In the great fight for the souls
you chose to disbelieve it all,
join the skeptics, praise  the world,
delighted to play with fire.

Still I hope you'll come back home.
Hope is belief and desire.
New hearts are given to some.
Beliefs are our choice alone.

And then there's faith.
Faith is more than wishfull thinking.
Faith is hope with revelation
from the subtle mighty voice
that can burn, but cannot lie.

Thus I trust that voice to warn you.
Then you'll see and then you'll cry.
From the deepness of despair,
in the dire and lonely night,
all will seem beyond repair.
But what I told you will come to mind.
And then you'll remember the name you should call,
and it's going to be allright.

There's no charity in darkness:
It's a feature of the light.
Demons from hell entice,
but love will always invite.

Ballad For Alma JFC (Based on Neno J. guitar piece)

4 O'clock

Time of Departure

We all don't know. And we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
It's important to appreciate the life we have and make the most of it. It's important how we use our time to make sure we live the life we want.

I thank my fellow musicians, especially Marquis, who always takes a look at my quirky projects. This time he even wrote a foreword - I'm grateful for that, after we set the theme.
Furthermore I thank Fabi for his wonderful guitars and Malu for a cool singing session.

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"My wife and I had just finished creating our “Death Docs” when bitzone reached out and asked if I wanted to work on a new song with him. “Death Docs” are what my wife was calling all the paperwork related to our will and estate planning. When I asked Bitzone what he wanted my lyrics to be about he replied “perhaps about regulating one's own affairs for an uncertain future …” I though this was good timing since this was already on my mind. As I began writing lyrics, I started to ponder what some of my generation (and older) on our death bed would say to the younger generation that will have to live with our mistakes on this planet. Maybe there is still time to fix things. As they say, always leave the campground cleaner than you found it." - Marquis Zane aka Couch King, 2022 Dec.

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Vocals & Lyrics:
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
bitzone @bitzone

Vocals
Malu www.instagram.com/lunartickband/

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

the other stuff
bitzone @bitzone

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What if there is nothing at the end of the road?

I leave to you my denied intuition
Kinda saw it coming all along
I leave to you my dark bleak vision
You’re right, guess we had it all wrong
I leave to you my dead optimism
To start it wasn’t really that strong
I leave to you my tired tried mission
And leave it up to you take it on

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

To you, soon deceased
Despite failed attempts to say the least
To right this impending hell that’s soon to be unleashed
Famine from my feast
With lips and fingers fully greased and grasp that stubbornly refuses to release
I desist and I cease
I lovingly bequeath

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

Guess I should have told you
A little bit sooner
Maybe thought what I could do
To make things smoother
Planned a little better for my
Inevitable departure
Thought about your future
Instead of just being a consumer
Instead of an over producer
Call me a user
Hope you can be just a little bit truer

End of the road

End of the road #Couch King|Fabi|Malu

N-Gothic Groove 9

Happy Friday!

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home 
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

We all spend our weekdays workin
take our orders from above
but I guess it's not the worst thing
when we're doin it all for love

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things 
that make up our lives
and give us reason to put up

Now it's real easy to just hang your head
and only look at all of the bad
but for everyday that you get out of bed
you got to think of all that you have

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things that make up our lives and give us reason to put up

We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free


V5.81 - DC - DB - MA - HL

Punchin The Clock

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